Cillian had the strike built and had not let go of it yet.
Vane did not wait to find out what it was.
[MARSHAL'S AUTHORITY]
[COMMAND STACKS: 6 → 4]
[PERSONAL ORDER: HOLD THE LINE]
[VANE — DEFENCE AND STAGGER RESISTANCE INCREASED]
He said it to nobody. There was no army left to hear it, and it did not matter, because the order was not for them anymore.
The lightning went in.
It hit Vane square and it hit the two guards nearest him at the same time, and the three of them took it together — James watched the arc split across all three men and go to ground through six sets of boots, and none of them so much as rocked back.
[VANE — HP: 24,000 → 22,850]
Eleven hundred and fifty, off a strike that had been putting riders through their saddles all week.
"They're sharing it," Cillian said.
Then the seven of them came forward as one thing.
